Black Scepter Chapter 9: Puppet regime, new crisis

>Ilyndall had never thought that Morpheus would crush the entire lord palace in the city of West Sellin in such a way.

How to close? Directly declare yourself a new lord?

What surprised her was that Morpheus did not directly throw the arrogant lord of the muscles and brains down to the tower, but let Ashcandi use the ban to seal its strength and throw it in the dungeon. in.

The damage to the entire castle is exaggerated. The entire gate disappeared. One tower collapsed and two were destroyed. All of this began repairs the next day. There were no changes in the territory. The official notice received by the leaders was someone Trying to assassinate the lord, but failed to be killed.

People who have already resented the rulers but are numb at the same time are simply too lazy to take care of this flawed news. Under the political pressure, people’s resistance has been wiped out due to countless crackdowns, so it was passed on the third day. When the lord was seriously ill and had to give up his position to the illegitimate child, the only question people cared about was when the violent lord could die quickly.

It is not just the upper class that is insensitive, it also spreads this habit to the people.

Morpheus, sitting in the hall of the new Lord’s Palace, has become the new owner of this land.

And the illegitimate child who nominally inherited the position of Garde is only three years old this year, and it is the youngest of the children born by this romantic lord to countless lovers outside--perhaps Garde’s mind is completely used to realize his ambitions. Gard's wife passed away prematurely and he had no heirs, and he had no intention of remarrying his wife, but now he has completed one step of the Morpheus plan.

Taking control of the city of Sisselin is equivalent to directly taking control of another entire "Lampard" city and more than fifteen villages and towns under it-this wealth is comparable At the beginning, Fei Leng Cui was countless times more, but the growth of the "night watchman" was not achieved overnight. The economic problems were solved, and the problems that it had to face rooted in the border territory of Balice are still many.

"I am Morpheus, Morpheus&bullWindsor, the leader of the "night watchman", you may not have heard of this name before, but I will tell you now that one day, it will face the Vatican Holy See, standing in the dark and the light Without fear of any power."

Morpheus said something about his "ambitions"-maybe this is not the goal he has long had, but after going through a series of changes, and deeply aware of Ashcandi this night After the Queen's strength and the hidden dangers behind it, Morpheus has customized its most basic nature for the "Night Watch" organization.

In front of Morpheus are Lord Garde’s most powerful men, including five high-ranking knights, twelve high-ranking swordsmen and the remaining members of the magician group, and the i Grand Archmage Sunderland.

Morpheus is not so low-level as to be fearless because of Ashkandi’s existence. The people in front of him are not a stable factor even with Ashkandi, although their loyalty to Lord Garde is not as strong as nominally. But after all, it is a person who may put himself in danger. For the night watchman who is currently short of manpower, this group of people said that it is not necessary to abandon it. It is a pity, but because of loyalty, it cannot be entrusted with a heavy responsibility.

The so-called chicken ribs may be the feeling.

In the face of Morpheus’s manifesto, this group of people had some numb eyes, more of a fear of Ashcandi, who sat in the corner of the room, with a restrained and serious black robe, turned his head down, and turned quiet. , Let them feel strange.

"Sunderland&bull Radium, big Archmage, I think some words may need to talk to you."

Although he has passed three digits, Sunderland is still wise to use an honorific speech for this young man under the age of twenty. His behavior almost directly dominates the attitude of this group of people, at least contradicts Or the person who opposed it did not appear.

"You are a wise mage, my force is not directed against Garde, and I will not point the butcher knife at anyone who is willing to help me." Although Morpheus is young, similar scenes have already come hand in hand. "For any I have determined that there is a threat to the night watchman. I think the end will be obvious. Let everyone come here. I did not raise a butcher knife to you, did not use cruel punishment, did not cut off the hands and feet that you depend on for survival, I just wanted to see See if you think about a problem in the past few days."

"Loyalty to the night watchman, or is he still selling his life for Garde?"

Short silence.

Then he was answered by the collective bending of the Masters, the collective kneeling of the great swordsmen, and the indifference of the five knights.

The expected answer is that as a knight with a strong faith, it is the most disgraceful act to abandon the master and surrender to the enemy.

Morpheus respected the choices of the five high-ranking knights, and treated them in the same way as Lord Gard, leaving a life in the dungeon.

"Benevolence to the enemy is cruelty to oneself."

It wasn’t Ashcandy or Knight Jeanna who spoke this sentence, but it was the first mage Sunderland, who looked at the five knights who were taken away and turned his head to look at Morpheus.

“Benevolence and cruelty, often separated by a line,” Morpheus got up and signaled that today’s “meeting” ended here, leaving the mage Sunderland after the party left, and he continued: “I don’t understand why An i-level wizard will serve such a lord."

No one of the entire Masters has reached level, but Sunderland is a genuine "i-level", and in Ballice with many masters, this large Archmage is also an extremely scarce strategic resource. After all, it is necessary to cultivate the same strength Master, no matter which country needs to spend howl money and time.

Why did Gard, a Sword Sage with its own strength of class i, have Archmage as a subordinate of class i but also more powerful? For a huge pyramid echelon class, this kind of situation would not have happened unless there was a contract with Ashkandi like Morpheus.

"There are thirteen subordinate organizations of the Golden Compass Council on the mainland, and Ballice owns three of them, namely "Phoenix", "Rock Dragon" and "Frost". Phoenix "acquired the big Archmage qualification and came out from there, not for the purpose of being a thug under a so-called powerful lord."

Sunderland’s self-introduction is straightforward. The name “Phoenix” is unreachable to all the magicians in Ballice. It is a few grades higher than Pansell School of Magic of Constantinople. Because the lowest threshold for studying there is the magician.

The big Archmage did not hold the magic wand, but gently smoothed the cloth robe and continued: "For the magician, the pursuit of truth is a common goal, but many people have walked this road all their lives. I didn’t see clearly where I needed to go, and after more than ninety years of study, the only clue I found led me to this territory."

"There is truth at the feet of Garde?"

Morpheus asked directly.

"Regarding "truth" is a broad term for magicians, but the process and results of inquiry are not consistent and uniform. In the final analysis, each magician pursues the same and different things. "Sunderland replied unhurriedly, "For these years, I have been searching for the root cause of the birth of the element, and the only thing that can verify all this is related to the same item."

When talking about his lifelong pursuit, the old mage had a different look and tone. Before waiting for Morpheus to say anything, he took out a yellowed old parchment in his robe, fingers Loosen it and simply use the control of the element of proficiency to let it float gently in the air and gently unfold, the content on the parchment slowly reveals in front of Morpheus.

The old parchment has blurred handwriting. In the center is a portrait of the Tarot that Morpheus is familiar with, and a black scepter with exquisite painting.

Simply speaking, the night watchman who stands between darkness and light has no qualifications and capital to announce his existence to the world.

What Morpheus wants to do is to build a real dark army with the help of Ashcandi, the strongest person standing in the dark except the group of Prince William’s vampires. Or the Holy See, there are any possible threats-including the military power of any principality or empire.

If you want to do this, just occupying a territory is not enough, but Morpheus deeply remembers what Tang Jidi said when he first asked him to hunt alone-"When you are hesitating, this The world is very big. When you bravely take the first step, you will find that this world is actually very small."

The Morpheus now has to make sure that every step he takes is solid--so after Sunderland took out the piece of parchment, he locked himself in the room for a long time, even behind him. Ashcandi didn't even notice the change of personality in the invisible.

"Morpheus, where are we?"

Ashkandi did not sit in the closed bedroom this time, but was on the sofa in the hall.

From here, you can see the prosperous night view of the city of West Sellin under the moonlight. Everything is as strange as usual, but she never seems to care about this strangeness, as if it has become a part of her life.

Morpheus, who sat at the desk for a long time, turned his head and said softly: "Balice and Fording are fighting, we escaped from there."

The first sentence and the second sentence of a lie. More and more lies can’t build a strong castle, but they can only build a castle in the sky. Morpheus knows that one day he will face the fact that a lame lie is taken down. But now he cannot confirm the consequences of talking about the other two personalities with this strangely capable woman.

"War"

Ashkandi was slightly silent, but when he raised his head, there was a brief stunned expression.

"How?"

Morpheus is unknown, so get up gently, sit down near Ashkandi, "Need help?"

"Your shadow is a bit strange" Ashcandi tilted her head slightly, looking at Morpheus curiously, but her green eyes exuded a faint light. "The last time I saw you, the woman The knight’s soul is not completely dying, and this time, I actually saw a person’s soul with an unimaginable "density."

Soul, density.

These things may be the most wise magician in the world who can’t tell what it is. Morpheus also doesn’t understand what this concept is, but he can be sure that this is different from the normal person, otherwise she will not be confused. Suddenly a stunned expression will appear.

"What does this stand for?"

"I don't know, I have never seen such a soul," Ashcandi stared straight at Morpheus, without any shyness, but a deep curiosity, something like Sphinx looking for something new. The appearance of the time, "I have seen many people, from big nobles to beggars, their souls are different, dying people will always have thin souls, healthy people will always be stable and dense, but your shadow is like It's an abyss, it can't see any light."

"Is this a special skill?"

Morpheus no longer discusses his own soul, but turns to understand the past of this green-eyed Ashkandi, "has it been since childhood?"

"Uh."

She nodded hesitantly, and seemed undefended against Morpheus.

"Have you not investigated the reason?"

"I was told by my father that I could not leave my room since I was a kid."

Ashkandi’s answer frowned Morpheus-he could hardly imagine the personality of a woman who was banned in the room and could only look out the window every day.

"Then have you thought about looking at the outside world?"

Morpheus suddenly asked, looking away from the window. The clear weather brought a beautiful scene of the vast starry sky. Looking down from this tower overlooking the city of West Sellin, there would be an illusion of standing in the sky.

"Father always said that it was dangerous outside. I was too young to face the world in a hurry."

Her hands were gently placed on the knees that could not be moved, and her eyes moved away from Morpheus, "I am willing to believe my father."

"Reluctant to break the rules once?"

Morpheus got up, stood in front of the window sill not far from Ashkandi, reached out to push the whole window away, and the moonlight spattered, Ashcandi saw a back that was not high under the silver light.

"My mentor always lamented that he was no longer young and could not do whatever he wanted to do as he used to. When he last saw him, he still regretted that he had failed The cliff tries to jump down, people are not crazy once, and they never know where the bottom of their calmness is."

Morpheus sighed softly.

Ashkandi looked at Morpheus without speaking. Those green eyes could see the soul but could not see through the hearts of people. Finally, she gently shook her head and whispered: "I still don’t have the guts. For me, the world It’s always big."

Being comfortable with the status quo, I never thought about jumping, escaping, closing, and green eyes Ashcandy is melancholic, but she always smiles to the world~IndoMTL.com~Politely refused, easily trusted, she did not like Aristocratic disguise will only stand aside and face the world far away.

"Take a step and the world will become very small."

Morpheus didn’t make any more moves. After saying this, he just stood quietly in front of the window sill, and Ilindal’s knock on the door interrupted this silent and embarrassing moment in time. She entered the door and suddenly froze.

"Irindal, head of intelligence for the mercenary regiment."

Morpheus first pretended to be a temporary identity for the elf, and then did not give the two women time to introduce each other, directly asked: "Say things directly."

"Three cavalry brigades and five infantry regiments appeared on the edge of the territory. According to the information, they came from the three forces of the three nearby territories." Ilindal stared at Morpheus without looking sideways--she also understood that some Don’t look at it if you see it. Restraining curiosity is the instinct of every assassin.

For this group of speculators who are good at timing, Morpheus did not hesitate to give a reply.

One word, "War."